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WHAT CAME OF IT. L ITTLE Robert Murray was on his way

to church alone one Sabbath morning. Robert's father was not well, and his mother staid at home to take care of him; so Róbert, who had but à few weeks before lost his only brother, had no one to accompany him that cold wet Sabbath morning. It was early in February, and the wind was blowing in angry gusts, so the little boy put down his umbrella ; he did not mind the rain dashing against his cheeks, and his warm great-coat protected him well from the cold. The church' bells were ringing prettily, and their sweet sound had wafted Robert's thoughts away to the city paved with gold, with gates of pearl, in which there is no temple; for the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are the temple of it It was natural that Robert's thoughts should easily find their way there; for his little brother, who had but, a few short weeks before walked by his side to church and school, was gone from him, and was now amongst those joyous thousands of little children Around the throne of God in heaven,

-Singing glory, glory, glory.' : Little Röbert, with thoughtful, happy countenance, hurried along the streets that were all a-stir with church-goers. Whạt stays his steps so suddenly? Only a little ragged 'boy the passers-by say to themselves and pass on. Ah! but little Robert, who has just been musing on the children playing on the streets of the New Jerusalem and joining in the glad chorus of heaven, is not able to pass by the sorrowful little ragged boy with only a look of idle sympathye Love reigns in his heartz Christ's own blessed spirit moves him to tender pity for the little outcast one.

• Poor boy,' he said, what is the matter? Can I help you?"

*I'm cola and hungry, and have no home to go to they turned me out last night; I could na' pay my lodging and they would na' let me bide ony longer.' "Robert asked not another question, but

told the boy to rise and come with him. With an enquiring surprised look into Robert's face he eagerly obeyed; he felt he had found a friend who

would help him. Robert quickly retraced his steps. He could not go into church and sit in his comfortably cushioned pew while the poor little boy sat shivering outside. He could not have listened to the preacher's message of love while the poor little boy sat lonely without one kind word to cheer his sorrowstricken heart.

But Robert was only nine years old; what could he do to help the little houseless, friendless boy that hundreds had looked on that morning and passed by without one single arm being stretched out to save-Christ's own people too amongst the number?

Little Robert did not speak much on his way home, for he was a quiet, shy boy, and sometimes did not find it easy to talk, even although it was only to a boy younger than himself. Besides, he was wondering what his mother would do for the poor little ragged boy. He was sure she would at least give him a warm breakfast and some warm clothes. But Robert was wishing for more than that for the poor boy.

• What is your name,' at last he ventured to ask?

• Edward Anderson, please, sir,' said the little fellow, and I'm willing to work if I could get any one to trust me, but I'm so ragged nobody will give me anything to do.

• This is my house,' said Robert pausing at the steps that led to one of the doors of Queen's Terrace, wait there a moment till I tell my mother.'

Robert hurried to his parents to ask leave to bring in the poor boy to the warm kitchen fire; and mamma, I know you'll be kind to him, you always are; but this is such a pretty boy although he is so dirty.'

Permission was readily given, and Robert gladly led the way to the warmth of the kitchen, and saw little Edward seated on a stool near the fire.

Mrs Murray was soon by their side, and she smiled so kindly upon the little outcast

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that he felt no longer afraid. He did feel guilt of searing the generous sympathies of a litële overawed as he followed Robert my guiletess: boy. Go and tell your little through the large wide lobby, and when he friend that he may call you brother, if he entered the kitchen his eyes took it all in will only be good and obedient and that at a glance, and he thought it wonderfully your father. will be a father to him, and beautiful; he had never been in so grand a that from your good dear mother be will place before. But such feelings all vanished have a mother's care. Am I wrong, my in the presence of the kind good lady who darling ?” he added, looking round to his now ministered to his wants. A warm wife. breakfast was placed before him, and Wrong? No, my husband; my heart Edward left in Robert's care till he had is very tender too since Christ has taken finished it. The poor boy never had en- from us our little George; and when I joyed a meal so much before, although the think of him amidst the blessedness of tears ran down his cheeks when he answered heaven, gladly will I strive to take another Robert's questions about his life and little :helpless one by the hand and lead prospects.

him to the same beautiful home. Is not *I am a' right for to-day after a dinner the little ragged outcast also a child of our like this; but to-morrow, -' here the little Father in heaven, and shall we not love fellow fairly broke down. Nobody'll give him for Jesus' sake?? me work, and its only matches and pins “My dear, precious Mary,' was the fond and laces that I sell. If any one would rejoinder. Go, Robert, let it be your haptrust me to go errands, I'm honest although piness to tell the little one that he has found I am ragged and dirty.'

a home; to you he owes it, my dear boy." • I'm sure you are honest,' said Robert, Robert's face was radiant with delight, reading instinctively the clear open eye of and with a grateful kiss to his parents, the boy, perhaps mamma will do some- which spoke the thanks he could not utter thing for you; I'll ask her. Come and sit in words, he bounded off to the kitchen to near the fire. Take off your wet boots and tell the good news to the poor boy. I'll bring you a pair of mine, and stockings Edward's eyes opened wider and wider, too;' and Robert placed a chair near the he could not comprehend it, it was too fender and ran off to his papa and mamma. good to be true; the large tears trickled

· Mamma,' he said very quietly, for his down his face. It's too much, too much, papa looked as if he had fallen asleep; ‘I he sobbed out; "if your kind father could would so much like to do some good to but get me some work to do that I might that little boy; but although I gave him earn my bread, I would thank him for it all my pocket-money, sixpence a week with all my heart, but this that you

tell would do him no good; my old clothes me of, I'm not fit for it, oh no, no ; it's would keep him warm; but he has no kind, kind, but I'm no like you. home to go to. If I could only give him a • But you will grow like me, said Robert home. I can't, but you and papa could. interrupting him, and perhaps be far þetter O mamma, if you would only let him have than me some day. You would like to live George's place, and then perhaps he might here, wouldn't you?! learn the way to heaven too, and live there : Yes; said Edward, looking round the at last for ever and ever."

spacious kitchen, I never saw anything se His father opened his eyes; he had been nice as this room. before; but, and he asleep, but his gentle child's voice roused looked down dismally at his rags him, and he heard the words, "haye 0! we'll get them all off," said. Robert; George's place and learn the way to heaven.' papa will be asking to see you soon.

My dear boy,' he said, stretching out Come with me and I'll give you plenty of his hand to Robert, let it even be as you warm water and soap, and clothes, too, and wish; let me not be chargeable with the then I will take you to see papa. on whi

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told me

But I am afraid of him.'

for all their care and love by his obedience But you need not be afraid, he is good and truthfulness and gratitude. In his and kind, and you will try to be good, young life the lovely graces, wrought alone wont you, Edward ?'

by God's spirit of holiness, soon began to I'll try; but I don't know anything. If appear; and with joy Mr and Mrs Murray you show me how to be good I'll learn.' acknowledged that if they had sown ten

Mamma and papa will teach you. Here fold, they were reaping a harvest of ten is the bath room;' and Robert left his hundredfold. little friend, after giving him a plentiful Their own son Robert died before he supply of water and a pretty suit of clothes ; reached manhood; then how tenderly did but the poor little boy hardly knew how to Edward console their sorrowful hearts. proceed; he was almost stupefied by the Not long afterwards, Mr Murray also enwonderful change that had come over his tered on his heavenly rest, and Mrs Murray, life within the last short hour.

a widow and childless, had only Edward Robert however soon came to his aid, left to lean on and to love. She is now an and with great pleasure did the kind little old lady, and round about her cluster a ministering child look upon the changed pretty group of children with Edward's boy. Pretty he truly was, with large soft dark soft eyes. She loves them very teneyes; and nose, mouth and chin all worthy derly, and the sound of their glad young of the eyes that beamed above them. voices is her sweetest earthly music. She • Now,' said little Robert, “papa

is just at heaven's threshold, waiting for to bring you to him; and don't be afraid the opening of the door of her Father's of my dear, good, kind father; you will house; and I think the glad hallelujahs' love him, I am sure.'

of heaven are already falling sweetly, on • Come to me, my dear boy,' said Mr

her spirit. Murray, stretching out his hand towards • My darling mother,' Edward sometimes him. You have neither father nor mother, says, "how bright will be your crown.' my poor, little one?!

* And you, my son, will be its most pre• No sir.'

cious gem, but I will cast low at His feet. “But you have a Father in heaven.' I am nothing, I have nothing worthy of *I don't know sir, I never heard.'

His favour,-empty and sinful. Yet if Yes, yes; and He has sent you here. Christ has clad me in His own righteousRobert will tell you of Him; how kind and ness, and made me comely through His how mighty, how wise and holy He is; comeliness put upon me, to Him is all the and if we would ever enter His glorious glory; to Him must be ascribed all the home, we must be pure and holy, else we praise. And when I am gone you will take will be shut out for ever; and how much up the work I delighted most of all to do more dreadful to be shut out from that for Christ-consider the poor,-and teach bright, peaceful, blessed home, than to your children to do the same. Let them wander homeless here,-out in the cold and feel that love is the fulfilling of the law; rain, without shelter, food, or clothes.' and let it be wide and free as God's own

The tears rolled down the boy's cheeks. sun and rain ; then down upon their own He looked up as if in a dim sort of way he heads will come showers of blessings.' understood his kind instructor's meaning. Edward took Mrs Murray's hand and

• I will give you a home here, my boy; reverently kissed it. but it is only the great Father above who My more than mother,' he exclaimed, can give you an entrance to that better my life and fortune, which I owe to you home that will be for ever; but go, Robert, and yours, shall, God helping me, be denow, I am weary, and God bless you both.' voted to the help of those who are as I

I cannot take up space to tell you how once was-helpless, friendless, destitute.' Edward grew up, rewarding his benefactors

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BIBLE QUESTIONS.

THE CHILD'S HYMN. *I am but a little child.' 1 Kings 3. 7. Father! a little child like me,

With mind so slow to grasp a thought, And lip, that scarce could form a plea,

How can I praise Thee as I ought! How can I sing Thy being, Lord,

and know so feebly what Thou art, Save only as Thy works afford

an index to a loving heart! Fain would I trace the boundless power,

And wisdom infinite displayed
In stars that light the lonely hour,

Or flowers that scent the forest shade.

THREE Prizes, in each of the two

divisions, are offered for the largest number of dorrect answers. The Prizes to be awarded in December 1873.

The following are the conditions: 1. In the first, or Junior diviston, the, question for which will be printed first in order; competitors not to be above thirteen years of age.

2. In the second, or Senior division, competitors not to be above eighteen years of age; and in both divisions the answers must be honestly the work of the individuats. competing. 3. All answers to be addressed, not later than the

18th of each month, to the Rev. JOHN İKAY, Greenbank Cottage, Coatbridge.

As a matter of convenience and economy the answers may be written on post cards. Be careful in all cases to give the name and address of the competitor.

But when Thy works I think to scan,

Like Alpine heights above me piled, I view amazed the

mighty plan, And weep that I am yet a child. A child in knowledge, thought, and speech,

And think to search eternal days! Not seraphim the flight could reach,

Or sound Thy vast unfathomed ways.

But if Thy works delight afford

Where mystery Thy Being shrines, What wonders hidden in Thy Word

Await me from the living lines ! There, high o'er all, I ever trace

Salvation's wide, unrivalled plan; The wondrous mystery of grace

That saves and strengthens fallen man. Beneath the gospel's grateful shade,

Soothed by Thy voice, so soft and mild, How sweet to rest, nor feel afraid,

Since Jesus loves the little child !

JUNIOR DIVISION. 13. Which verse in the psalms tells us that i even the wild beasts unconsciously pray to God ?

14. Where do we find two consecutive verses in which: Jesus tells us six times, that prayer will be heard ?

15. What good man's life was spared in answer to the prayers of believers ?

SENIOR DIVISION. 13. On what occasion did four companions agree to ask a special blessing from God!

14. On what occasion did a; king and. & prophet unite to pray for deliverance from an enemy?

15. In which passage does Paul request believers to join with him in praying for three temporal things which he greatly desired ?

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